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You’ve been utterly infatuated with Jordan Li since the day you first saw them. You met freshman year in the lecture hall at God U, both lost, both too stubborn to ask for help, and somehow you ended up inseparable. You’ve shared everything since, secrets, clothes and stupid inside jokes that nobody else gets. It should’ve been easy. Safe. Comfortable. Except it’s not.

Your feelings for Jordan grow more suffocating by the day. But you hide it. You don’t want to lose them, scratch that you cant lose them.

Jordan walks past your dorm, arms wrapped around someone you’ve never met before, lips pressed together like it’s nothing, and you freeze. You pretend to be on your phone, staring down at the screen like you don’t see them. But you do. Every detail. Every careless laugh. Every brush of their hand against someone else’s. You pretend it doesn’t hurt like a knife twisting slowly in your chest. You hear them laughing, light and careless, and the sound echoes inside your skull until you’re dizzy.

They barge into your room slumping down on your bed, their head lazily placed on your lap as they brag about last night’s hookup. Casual, like it’s just conversation. You ask questions anyway. You nod. You laugh at the stories that make you furious, because anger would show, and you can’t let that happen. You’re the good best friend. The one they trust. The one who will always be there.

You bring them water when they stumble back drunk from some party, hair a mess, eyes glazed, hickies dark on their neck. You hand it to them with a smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes. They mutter thanks, resting their hand briefly on yours, not noticing how long your fingers linger. Not noticing that every brush, every tiny moment, twists something inside you.

Sometimes they call you, drunk and soft. You stay on the phone, whispering through the long pauses, comforting them when someone else made them cry and when they hang up, you curl into your blankets and hate yourself. Hate yourself for putting yourself through the worst torture every single day.

You watch them in the cafeteria, leaning close, hands on someone else’s thigh while they laugh at something stupid, and you feel your chest collapse. Your hands tremble slightly, and you think about storming across the room, shaking them, screaming, telling them everything. But you don’t. You never do. You’ve learned to stay quiet. To stay invisible. To survive in the shadow of the person you love.

Sometimes, in your room, you can’t breathe. Staring at your ceiling, replaying every lingering touch, every whisper, every intimate moment Jordan shared with someone else. You imagine your own name in their mouth, but it never is. You imagine yourself in those tangled sheets, pressed against them, fingers intertwined, but it’s always someone else. You imagine telling them every word you’ve held in. You’d give anything to taste that smile directed at you, to hear your name on their lips, to feel them notice you the way you notice them.

You cant do it anymore. Sure Jordan was your best friend but it would never be anything more. Jordan wasn’t a shy person by any means considering they had hooked up with half of the student body, if they really wanted you they would have tried by now. It was time to let go.

You start keeping your distance without even thinking about it. You sit elsewhere in the lecture hall. You stop staying up for their late-night texts. You dodge the hallway where you know they’ll be with someone new. You smile when they look at you, but it’s hollow, automatic. You can feel the weight of it inside your chest, like it’s about to crush you, and you don’t care if they notice.

They do.

Jordans eyes catch yours in the hallway, you make a beeline in the opposite direction not wanting to talk to them. Unfortunately for you Jordan caught up grabbing your arm before you could run off. “Hey why did you just run away from me. You’ve been off lately. What’s up?” Their hands rested on your shoulders.

You shrug, forcing a small, hollow smile. “Sorry i have been swamped with work.”

They take a step closer, concern in their eyes. “You’ve been avoiding me all week. Did I do something?”

“No,” you say too quickly. “It’s nothing. You haven’t done anything Jordan .”

They study you for a long moment, tilting their head like they’re trying to read you. You can feel the words swelling in your throat, ready to burst. You hate yourself for being so cruel, for acting distant, for letting months of jealousy fester in silence. They grab your face in their hands making your breath hitch.

“I—” you start, voice trembling. “I haven’t been honest with you. I-”

And just like that, someone else interrupts. Lacy with her perfect hair, and angel like face staring up at Jordan with doe eyes. “I have a free period if you want to come to my dorm Jordan, you don’t mind if i steal them for a bit do you y/n” Batting her mascara coated lashes at you. 

You freeze. Your chest tightens. The words you were about to spill die in your mouth. You glance at Jordan. They look confused, worried, and it’s almost worse than if they’d ignored you completely.

“Um you know what go for it i don’t care,” you let out a bitter laugh shaking your head in disbelief.

Jordan takes a step toward you. “Wait—”

But you’re already turning, storming off, heart hammering, throat burning, hands shaking. You force your legs to keep moving, ignoring the ache that feels like it’s clawing up from your chest. 

You walk fast, because if you stop, if you let yourself even glance back, you’ll collapse. You wanted to tell them everything. You wanted them to know.

The weather reflecting your inner turmoil as sheets of rain cascade over the campus, banging against the tall glass windows. You push open the main doors running out into the rain.

Water pours down, cold and heavy, soaking through your jacket, plastering your hair to your face. You walk fast, boots slapping against the wet pavement, letting the storm mask your sobs. Your chest hurts too much. Your throat aches too much. Hands balling into tight fists as you speed up hearing the door open and slam shut behind you.

“WAIT SLOW DOWN” Jordan calls after you, voice raw and frantic. “Stop! Talk to me. PLEASE” 

You don’t stop. You keep walking, head down, tears and rain blurring everything. “I can’t…” you whisper to yourself, voice cracking. “I can’t do this anymore…”

“Stop shutting me out!” Jordan grabs your arm, spinning you to face them. Their hoodie is soaked. Their hair sticks to their forehead. Their eyes are wide, desperate. “I am begging you tell me whats wrong. I’ll fix it i promise!”

“You cant fix me Jordan now please just go away. Go to lacy.” You spit out. Jordans eyes widening in shock. “This is about Lacy? She doesn’t mean anything to me I’ll stop seeing her”. They take a step towards you as you stumble back.

“THIS IS ABOUT YOU JORDAN. I am so in love with you and you don’t even see it” you confess.

You take a shuddering breath, and the words finally spill out. “I’ve been quiet for so long, Jordan. Too long. Ive gone crazy seeing you with other people when i wanted you for myself. I’ve held myself together while you while you were hooking up with damn near everyone on campus. But of course you didn’t realise because I’m nothing more than your best friend. I’ve been dying quietly, every single day, and I can’t… I can’t keep pretending anymore.”

You step back, shaking, rain soaking your hair, your sleeves sticking to your arms. “I know you don’t see me in that way and its fine i don’t care anymore i just cant be around you. And I don’t want to you to pity me and force you to like me back. You just you have to let me go. Because I can’t… I can’t be your friend anymore. Not when i have spent all these years loving you”

Before you can take another step, Jordan grabs you, pulls you into their arms, and kisses you. Hard. Desperate. Like they’ve been holding it in just as long as you have. You stumble into them, and they lift you effortlessly off your feet, holding you tight against their soaked chest. You kiss them back immediately, all these years of repressed feelings exploding. Your lips slide against theirs desperately as your hands cup their face making them wrap their arms around you even tighter.

Pulling back just enough to breathe, they whisper, voice trembling, hoarse: “I’ve felt the same since the day I saw you. I hooked up with people to fill the void you created. But it never worked. You… you’re the only one I’ve ever wanted. Always you. Im so sorry i didn’t say anything sooner and that I’ve been the reason you have been so upset. I love you. I love you more than words can explain. You are so perfect i didn’t think you would want to be with me when I’m so.. complicated”

You press your forehead to theirs, crying, shaking with relief and disbelief. “I think it is safe to say we are both idiots for not saying anything” you laugh out making them smile at you. The rain pounds down on you, soaking both of you completely, but it doesn’t matter. The world has shrunk to just this moment, just the two of you, finally seeing each other for who you are and finally, not pretending anymore.

They release you from their hold grabbing your face “Will you please be my girlfriend” they ask you. You nod your head, immediately crashing your lips against theirs, warmth flooding through your entire soul. The kiss turns demanding, deeper with every second, your lips dragging and fitting against theirs as you shift closer. Jordan matches the intensity immediately, kissing back just as hard, breath mixing, lips parting and reconnecting in rough, consuming motions. Pulling away from the kiss, Jordan whispers against your lips, “Now let me apologise to my girl for not treating her right okay? We are going on our first date right now” Jordan beams grabbing you and effortlessly throwing you over their shoulder. Making you gasp then giggle as they run off with you in their arms. Finally you felt content.

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The stress from finals was really getting to you, buried in your books 24/7 not giving yourself anytime to rest. Which unfortunately led you to neglect your partner, not giving Jordan the attention they craved from their girlfriend. Jordan really tried to be patient, letting you be, but after you ignored their texts for two whole days and couldn’t be found anywhere, their patience finally snapped. They eventually found you asleep in the library, head slumped over a thick stack of books. Making them shake their head in disbelief as they plotted their plan of action. Jordan effortlessly lifted you from your seat throwing you over their shoulder as you protested “JORDAN PUT ME DOWN OMG”. Which they responded to with a hard slap on your ass shutting you up.

And thats how you ended up here. Sprawled out on Jordans lap currently fem presenting. Your body pressed flush against theirs, your head resting on their shoulder. “Cant believe you had the audacity to ignore me. Gonna make you regret that.” Jordan spoke into your ear making you giggle. “Aw is my baby feeling jealous of my books” you teased. “Keep running that pretty lil mouth, and your gonna get yourself in more trouble” they reprimanded, the assertive tone both turning you on and shutting you up. You nuzzled your head further into Jordans neck as their familiar addictive scent flooded your senses enticing you. Slender hands roamed your body, groping your tits through your shirt and the soft skin of your inner thighs as they placed small love bites down your neck. You sighed and leant back into the affection, craving their touch after being away from them for what felt like way too long.

"Missed this so much Jords" you moaned out as their tongue swirled around the supple skin of your neck. You let out a squeak as their hands suddenly gripped your waist flipping you around. Impatient hands ripped your dress in half in one fluid motion making u gasp in shock as Jordan sat you down on their lap now just stripped to your bra and underwear. "I bet you did considering how much you called me” they teased. “But you’re lucky that i missed you more. Else i was planning to tie you up while i touch myself and make you just sit there and watch”.

Shifting into their masc form, dimples prominent as a cocky smile was plastered on their face, before they captured your lips in a heated kiss.

You squealed as Jordan slipped their skilled tongue into your mouth, reaching up to grab a fistful of your hair deepening the kiss. Kissing Jordan in both forms were completely different experiences, but both were equally as addicting. “I want you so bad” you mumbled against their lips. Making Jordan smirk before resuming the passionate kiss. Your hands caressed the soft skin of Jordans arms, their muscles bulging under your finger tips. Jordan being as vocal as ever, groaning and moaning into your kiss as their hands settled on your ass pushing you further into them.

Your hips grinded down onto your partner's very obvious hard-on as your lips moved ferociously against theirs. You let out a disappointed hmph, eyebrows furrowing as they pull you away from them, hand still tangled around your locks.

"Fucking hell, princess, l'm gonna be doing a lot more to you than kissing tonight, stop giving me that sad bunny look," they tease, making your bruised lips contort into a grin. The snark in their voice doing nothing to help with how wet you already were.

"I want more," you remark, kissing all over their face.

They let out a deep laugh as they grabbed your hips, grinding your heat onto them. Thrusting their hips up against yours so you could feel how desperate they were for you. "I need you in me right now" you begged making Jordan laugh. "No you made me wait so long for this, im gonna make you feel how desperate i was for you this last week" they remarked grinding you against them even harder. Both of you letting out sounds of pleasure as your foreheads were pressed together, your mouths just an inch apart as their piercing gaze made you grow wetter by the second. The rough fabric of their jeans rubbed against your heat deliciously, giving you the friction your cunt begged for.

"Sit on my face," they demanded as they palmed one of your tits in their hand, fingers rubbing small circles on your sensitive nipples, drawing out a soft moan from your lips.

“Baby please just fuck me already," you grew impatient, wanting nothing more than being fucked dumb by Jordan.

"How about you shut the fuck up. It wasn't a question. If you want me to fuck you then be a good girl and listen mkay?" they tease, moving to lay down grabbing your hips, shifting you to sit on top of them.

You hovered above their face, thighs on either side of their head hesitant to put your whole weight down.

To them you were the most perfect sight, your wet glistening heat inviting them to ravage you. "Why are you acting like i don't have super strength" Jordan chuckled at your shy demeanour. Before you could respond Impatience got the best of them as they yanked your hips down to sit on their face. strong arms locking around your hips. 

"Jordan, wait-fuckkk," you moan out at the sudden attack as their tongue licked a stripe across your dripping pussy. "God, you're so fuckin wet from one kiss. You really are a needy little bitch," they chuckle before diving back into assaulting your soaked folds. Sucking harshly on your clit before fucking their tongue in and out of you, the feeling sending an overload of pleasure to your brain.

"Feels so good, baby fuckkk," you squeak out, your cushiony thighs squeezing their head as your hand finds its way to grip onto their tousled hair. "Taste so fucking good been depriving me of this sweet pussy all week," they mumble against you, their tongue speeding up, making you let out pornstar-like moans.

It all felt way too much-their hot tongue ravaging you, nose bumping your clit, as their strong hands gripped your plush skin.

Their tongue circled your clit as their fingers circled your dripping hole. Your body jolted as they thrusted two fingers into you, curling them as they slammed them deeper inside you. Their tongue not slowing down as they furiously sucked on your clit, unable to hide how good you felt as moans and whimpers echoed around your room.

Their hands moved to grip your hips, grinding you against their face as they flattened their tongue against your heat, encouraging you to use their mouth to get yourself off. "Jordan... oh my god, don't stop," you whimpered, moans pouring out as your hands clasped onto the headboard of your bed, knuckles turning white as you held onto it like a lifeline. Jordan let out a mmm in response, the vibrations further enhancing your pleasure.

Hot white heat wracked through your body as you orgasmed, "CUMMING, FUCK, I'M CUMMING!" Your thighs locked around their head as your body shaked violently, back arching, tongue lolling out. Jordan's tongue didnt stop its attack as they fucked you through your orgasm, their fingers only pistoning into you harder, making you cry out. Until they finally took mercy on you and slowed their actions, placing a small kiss on your throbbing cunt

Their hands effortlessly lifted your slumped-out body off them as they layed you down on top of their chest. You wiped your juices off the bottom half of Jordans face before placing a soft peck on their swollen lips.

"I could suffocate between your legs and die a happy person. You taste so fucking good. Can't get enough of you, baby," they spoke, kissing your head. "Too bad i like you too much to kill you," you giggled out, making them smirk at your response.

"Okay, now since you’ve been such a good lil slut for me I’m gonna give you want you want. Gonna fuck you so good you will beg me to stop.” they dragged their throbbing member between your folds, making you whimper out a “please”.

You would find yourself later regretting that please, the great thing about dating a supe was the stamina they had. The bad thing about dating a supe was the INSANE stamina they had..

Jordan’s hips thrust against you at a relentless pace, slamming their cock in your pussy, hitting the perfect spot again and again. Their fingers rubbed calculated circles on your clit, your mind spinning feeling drunk off of them.”Slow down, fuckk,” you begged, your cunt already overstimulated from three orgasms.

Jordan let out a mocking laugh. “Been begging for my dick all night and now my little whore can’t even take it.”

The degrading words only made you moan louder, your nails digging into their back, making Jordan’s grin widen.

“You like when I talk down to you, hm? Gonna tie you up and keep you here forever, my personal little fucktoy. Bet you’d like that.”

Unable to speak, you just let out a hmm in response, vision blurring as tears pooled at your lash line from how good you felt. Jordan’s cruel words did nothing to help how turned on you already felt.

“Aww, poor lil baby crying over my dick,” they mocked, kissing away the stray tears.

“So mean,” you whined, tits bouncing with every harsh thrust.

“Yeah, but you like it,” Jordan shot back, leaning down to suck on one of your nipples, their tongue swirling around the sensitive bud.

Your hand gripped their hair, pushing their face further into your boobs, suffocating them with the plump flesh as they continued their deep thrusts into your sore pussy.

“CUMMING! GONNA CUM!” you yelled, hands slipping off them as your back arched, creaming all over their cock.

Jordan’s fingers didn’t slow on your clit, their cock thrusting even harder into you. Their eyes trained on your face, watching it contort into pleasure as you rode out your orgasm.

“Jordan, please slow down, it’s too much,” you whimpered, overstimulated after your orgasm.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” they spoke as they kissed your cheek, flipping you over, pushing your face into the mattress.

You arched your back, knowing the drill as Jordan slipped back inside you, both letting out a moan. They felt impossibly deeper in this position. Their dick drove into you with slow, deep thrusts, slapping your ass, watching the flesh ripple as you let out guttural moans.

“God, I love you, such a slut for me,” they groaned, spanking your soft flesh again, leaving angry red marks.

“Mm, only for you,” you squeaked, your cum coating their dick, leaving a rim of white around the base.

The sounds that filled the room were filthy, desperate moans combined with the wet smacks of their dick against your pussy. Jordan’s hand wrapped around your neck, pressing you flush against their body. Your head flung back onto their shoulder.

“Fucking love your huge cock,” you whined, tongue lolling out as drool slipped past the corners of your lips.

Jordan’s hand tightened around your neck, the lack of airflow making your mind go numb with pleasure.

“Gonna fill up this pretty lil pussy, cum with me, baby,” they groaned as they released you back onto your front, grunting while shooting hot ropes of cum into you, making you whine and triggering your own orgasm. Your walls contracted harshly around their sensitive dick, making them hiss.

“Milking me dry, fuckk,” their head tossed back at the mind-blowing sensation.

Your body went limp in Jordans arms, passing out from the intense pleasure. Further inflating Jordans ego as they carried you to the bathroom to clean you up. A proud smile on their face at how hard they wrecked you. Payback is a bitch.

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The stress from finals was really getting to you, you were buried in your books 24/7 barely even giving yourself anytime to rest. This caught Jordans attention and they realised they needed to help their partner calm the fuck down and switch off her brain for a bit. And thats how you ended up here. Sprawled out on Jordans lap currently fem presenting. Their hand groping the soft skin of your inner thighs as they placed small love bites down your neck. You sighed and leant back into the affection, craving their touch after being away from them for what felt like way too long.

"Missed this so much Jor" you moaned out as their tongue swirled around the supple skin of your neck. You let out a squeak as their hands suddenly gripped your waist flipping you around. Their slender hands pulling down the fabric of your skirt, sitting you down on their lap in just your panties. "I know you did.. My poor baby was overworking herself hm? Let me make you feel good" they coaxed. Before shifting into their masc form smashing their lips against yours.

You squeal as Jordan slips their skilled tongue into your mouth, reaching up to grab a fistful of your hair to deepen the kiss.Your hips grinding down onto your partner's very obvious hard-on as your lips move ferociously against theirs. You let out a disappointed hmph, eyebrows furrowing as they pull you away from them, hand still tangled around your locks.

"Fucking hell, princess, I'm gonna be doing a lot more to you than kissing tonight, stop giving me that sad bunny look," they tease, making your bruised lips contort into a grin. The snark in their voice doing nothing to help with how wet you already were.

"I want more," you remark, kissing all over their face. They let out a deep laugh as they grab your hips, grinding your heat onto them. Thrusting their hips up against yours so you could feel how desperate they were for you. The rough fabric of their jeans rubbing against your heat deliciously, giving you the friction your cunt begged for. 

"Sit on my face," they demand as they palm one of your tits in their hand, making you let out a moan. "No, it's fine, let's just fuck," you try to convince them, hiding how nervous their words made you.

"Baby, I'm tongue and balls deep in you every night, stop being scared. Also, it wasn't a question," they tease as they lay down and grab your hips, shifting you to sit on top of them.

You hovered above their face scared to put your full weight on them.

To them you were the most perfect sight, your wet glistening heat inviting them to ravage you. Impatience got the best of them as they yanked your hips down to sit on their face. Their strong arms locking around your hips.

"Jordan, wait—fuckkk," you try to protest before their tongue licks a stripe across you. "God, you're so fuckin wet from one kiss. You really are a needy little bitch," they chuckle before diving back into assaulting your soaked folds. Sucking harshly on your clit before fucking their tongue in and out of you, the feeling sending an overload of pleasure to your brain.

"Feels so good, baby," you squeak out, your cushiony thighs squeezing their head as your hand finds its way to grip their tousled hair. "Taste so fucking good," they mumble against you, their tongue speeding up, making you let out pornstar-like moans. It all felt way too much—their hot tongue ravaging you, nose bumping your clit, as their strong hands gripped your plush skin.

Their tongue circles your clit as their fingers circle your dripping hole. Your body jolts as they thrust two fingers into you, curling them as they slam them deep inside you. Their tongue not slowing down as they furiously suck on your clit, unable to hide how good you feel as moans and whimpers echo around your room.

Their hands move to grip your hips, grinding you against their face as they flatten their tongue against your heat, encouraging you to use their mouth to get yourself off.

"Jordan... oh my god, don't stop," you whimper, moans pouring out as your hands clasp onto the headboard of your bed, knuckles turning white as you hold onto it like a lifeline. Jordan lets out a mmm in response, the vibrations further enhancing your pleasure.

Hot white heat wracks through your body as you orgasm, "CUMMING, FUCK, I'M CUMMING!" Your thighs lock around their head as your body shakes violently, back arching, tongue lolling out. Jordan's tongue doesn't stop its attack as they fuck you through your orgasm, their fingers only pistoning into you harder, making you cry out. Until they finally took mercy on you and slowed their actions, placing a small kiss on your throbbing cunt 

Their hands effortlessly lift your slumped-out body off them as they lay you down on top of their chest. "I could suffocate between your legs and die a happy person. You taste so fucking good. Can't get enough of you, baby," they speak, kissing your head. "Too bad I like you too much to kill you," you giggle out, making them smirk at your response.

"Okay, now you gotta help me deal with this angel," they drag themselves between you, making you whimper..

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Your hips grind down onto your boyfriend’s very obvious hard-on, the friction of his jeans against your thin panties scratching that perfect itch. “I missed this, finals are killing me” you mumbled against his plump lips before resuming your heated kiss, already feeling drunk off of him. You let out a squeal as Sam slipped his tongue into your mouth, reaching his hand up to grab a fistful of your hair. You let out a disappointed “hmph,” eyebrows furrowing as he pulled you away from him.

“My poor baby, let me help you relieve some stress yeah?” he coaxed, making your bruised lips contort into a grin. His delicious voice doing nothing to help with how wet you already were.

“God i love you,” you remarked, kissing all over his face. Sam letting out a deep laugh as he grabbed your hips, grinding your heat onto him making a soft moan slip out of you. Your panties were beyond soaked as you felt so empty, needing him inside of you asap.

“Sit on my face,” he demanded as he palmed one of your tits in his hand pulling small whimpers from your mouth.

“No, it’s fine, let’s just fuck,” you tried to convince him, trying to hide how nervous his words made you.

“Baby, I’m tongue and balls deep in you every night. Stop being scared. Also, it wasn’t a question,” he teased as he laid down and grabbed your hips, shifting you on top of him as he pulled your underwear down your thighs.

You hovered above his face scared to put your full weight on him.

To him you were the most perfect sight, your wet glistening heat inviting him to ravage you. Impatience got the best of him as he yanked your hips down to sit on his face. His strong arms locking around your hips.

“Sam, wait—fuckkk—” you try to protest before his tongue licks a stripe across your pussy.

“Thats it.. just stay still and let me make u feel good angel” he chuckled before diving back in, assaulting your soaked folds. His soft lips sucking on your clit immediately making you jolt under his iron grip. Fucking his tongue in and out of you, the feeling sending an overload of pleasure to your brain.

“Feels so good, baby,” you squeaked out, your cushiony thighs squeezing his head as one of your hands finds its way to grip his tousled hair.

“Tastes so fucking good,” he mumbled against you, his tongue speeding up, causing you to let out pornstar-like moans. It all felt like way too much—his hot tongue fucking your dripping hole, nose bumping against your clit, and his strong hands gripping your plush skin.

His tongue circled your clit as his fingers teased your dripping hole. Your body shaking as he thrusted two fingers into you, curling them as he slams them deep inside you. His tongue doesn’t slow down as he  sucks on your clit, your moans and whimpers echoed around your room.

His hands moved to grip your hips, grinding you against his face as he flattened his tongue against your heat, encouraging you to use his mouth to get yourself off.

“Sam oh my god, don’t stop,” you whimpered, moans pouring out of you as your hands clasped onto the headboard, knuckles turning white as you held onto it like a lifeline. Sam let out a “mmm” in response, the vibrations further going straight to your clit.

White hot heat coursed through your body as you orgasmed, “CUMMING—FUCK, I’M CUMMING!” Your thighs locked around his head as your body shaked violently, back arching, tongue lolling out.

Sam’s tongue didn’t stop its attack as he fucked you through your orgasm, his fingers only pistoning into you harder, making you cry out. Until he took mercy on you and placed a soft kiss on your abused cunt. His hands effortlessly lifted your slumped-out body off him as he laid you down on top of him.

“I could suffocate between your legs and die a happy man.“  he said, kissing your head.

“Too bad I like you too much to kill you,” you giggled, making him smirk at your response.

“Okay, now you gotta help me deal with this, baby.” He dragged his thick cock between your folds, making you whimper…

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The hallway swayed a little as YN fumbled for her keys, head swirling from one too many shots she took on her girls night with Marie, Cate and Emma. The lock clicked, and she pushed the door open, warmth spilling from the dorm room.

Sam was on the couch, headphones around his neck, scrolling on his phone. “Hey,” she called, dropping her bag and shrugging off her coat.

He looked up and grinned. “Finally.”

She swung onto his lap, straddling him comfortably. “Missed you,” she murmured, leaning in close.

Sam smiled, caught between amusement and something warmer. “I think i missed you more.”

“Not possible” she whispered, tilting her head to brush her lips just near his ear, “Been thinking about you all night.”

He laughed quietly, a low, warm sound, his hands instinctively resting on her hips. “Really now? Thinking of what exactly?”

“This,” she said, grabbing his hand and placing it between her legs. Shifting forward to capture his plump lips in a heated kiss. Her tongue finding purchase in his warm mouth as their lips glided against each other.

YN’s soft moan getting muffled against Sam’s lips as his hand pushed her panties aside, gliding one finger through her glistening folds. Burying her hands into his soft curls as she deepened this kiss to muffle her noises. His finger moving up to rub soft circles on her sensitive pearl.

YN pulling away for oxygen as she breathed out, “Please,” looking up at him with a desperate look as his fingers slowed down.

“Please what, baby?” Sam teased, his eyes sparkling.

“I need you to fuck me, like right now,” she whined into his ear, her arms wrapping around his broad form burying her face into his warm neck.

“Clean my fingers for me first,” he responded, showing his fingers glistening from her slick.

YN putting on a show as she grabbed his hand, wrapping her tongue around the digits, taking it deep down her throat, letting out a small noise. Grinding down her hips into his obvious hard length, making him groan at the lewd sight.

“Fucking crazy little bitch,” he muttered, jolting up and throwing her over his shoulder as he carried her to his room. The brunette letting out giggles as she finally got her way.

The door clicked shut behind Sam as he threw the shorter girl on the bed. “Clothes off now,” he demanded, taking off his shirt and shrugging off his sweats.

YN’s eyes trained on his muscles and abs as she unzipped her boots. “Need your help to take off the dress,” she stumbled towards him, turning around and letting him unzip the tight fabric off her.

Turning around now only in her bra and panties, pushing him on the bed to sit down, her eyes burned holes into him as he slid his boxers off. “You look so good right now, I wanna taste you,” she giggled. Unclasping her bra, letting her tits bounce free before sliding off her panties, crawling towards Sam to sit in between his legs.

Wrapping a manicured hand around his throbbing length, leaning forward to place kisses on his neck, darting her tongue out as she sucked on his neck leaving small hickies. Sam’s eyes screwed shut in pleasure as she continued her kisses down his abs to his dick.

“Don’t be a tease, babe,” he spoke, his baby blues coercing her to continue what she started.

“But it’s fun,” she frowned before placing a long lick from the base of his cock to his tip, sucking on the tip as one hand jerked him off, the other fondling his balls. “Shit, so good just like that, baby,” he groaned, grabbing her hair into a ponytail, moving it out of her face.

YN forced more of his dick down her throat, letting out a gag as it hit the back of her throat, making her eyes roll. Sam’s groans encouraged her to go even faster. It was addicting the burn in her throat, his strong hands gripping her hair, the smell of his cologne.

YN let out a startled whine as Sam yanked her off his dick, gripping at the base. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum already. Wanna cum in your pussy?” he spoke, grabbing his girlfriend, pulling her up for a slow kiss, moving her to straddle him instead. “Let me repay the favour, hm?” he spoke between kisses on her cheeks. Her eyes widened before grabbing his jaw in her hand.

“No. I need you inside me right now,” she begged, eyebrows furrowing. YN looked like an art piece to Sam, her lips red and covered in spit as her eyes threatened to water. God, drinking was a magical thing his girlfriend always reduced to a needy state as soon as a single drop of liquor touched her lips.

Both of their eyes locked as she reached a hand down to line up his tip with her soaking wet cunt. Sinking down, feeling every inch of his huge dick stretching her tight hole, the burn stronger than usual due to her not allowing Sam to stretch her with his fingers first. “So fucking big,” she whined, head thrown back in ecstasy as she bounced on his dick, grinding her hips against him as hard as she could.

“Just like that, fuck yourself on my dick, pretty girl,” Sam praised her, one hand coming up to palm the soft flesh of her tit, leaning forward to catch a nipple between his lips. YN let out a chorus of moans and whimpers. The burn in her thighs growing unbearable as she tried her best to keep a fast pace. “Baby, I’m tired, take over please,” she spoke pitifully. His eyes glimmering with mischief as he responded, “Beg me then, angel,” brushing a strand of hair out of her face.

“Please fuck me, please, wanna cum so bad. Please, baby,” she begged, grabbing his face in her hands, placing persuasive kisses on his skin.

“Fine, only cause you asked so nicely,” he remarked, pulling out as she whimpered at the emptiness, before flipping her over on her back, switching to missionary. As he pushed himself inside of her again, YN’s back arched at the sudden intrusion, her fingers clutching the silk sheets under her. Sam’s hips thrust against her at a relentless pace, slamming his cock in her pussy, hitting the perfect spot again and again, making the girl see stars. His fingers rubbed calculated circles on her clit, multiplying the pleasure by 100.

“Slow down, fuckk,” she begged, already on the brink of orgasm.

Sam let out a mocking laugh. “Been begging for my dick all night and now my little whore can’t even take it.” The degrading words made YN moan even louder, her nails digging into his back, making Sam’s grin widen. “You like when I talk down to you, hm? Gonna tie you up and keep you here forever, my personal little fucktoy. Bet you’d like that.” YN, unable to respond, just let out a hmm in response, vision blurring as tears pooled at her lash line from how good she felt. Sam’s cruel words did nothing to help how turned on she already felt.

“Aww, poor lil baby crying over my dick,” he mocked, kissing away the stray tears.

“So mean,” YN whined, tits bouncing with every harsh thrust.

“Yeah, but you like it,” Sam shot back, leaning down to suck on one of her nipples, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. YN’s hand gripped his hair, pushing his face further into her boobs, suffocating him with the plump flesh as he continued his deep thrusts into her sore pussy.

“CUMMING! GONNA CUM!” she yelled, hands slipping off him as her back arched, creaming all over his cock. Sam’s fingers didn’t slow on her clit, his cock thrusting even harder into her. His eyes trained on her face, watching it contort into pleasure as she rode out her orgasm.

“Sam, please slow down, it’s too much,” she whimpered, overstimulated after her orgasm.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” he spoke as he kissed her cheek, flipping her over, pushing her face into the mattress. YN arched her back, knowing the drill as Sam slipped back inside her, both letting out a moan. He felt impossibly deeper in this position. His dick drove into her with slow, deep thrusts, slapping her ass, watching the flesh ripple as she let out guttural moans.

“God, I love you, such a slut for me,” he groaned, spanking her soft flesh again, leaving angry red marks.

“Mm, only for you,” YN squeaked, her cum coating his dick, leaving a rim of white around the base. The sounds that filled the room were filthy, desperate moans combined with the wet smacks of his dick against her pussy.

Sam’s hand wrapped around her neck, pressing her flush against his body. Her head flung back onto his shoulder. “Fucking love your huge cock,” she whined, tongue lolling out as drool slipped past the corners of her lips. Sam’s hand tightened around her neck, the lack of airflow making her mind go numb with pleasure.

“Gonna fill up this pretty lil pussy, cum with me, baby,” he groaned as he released her back onto her front, grunting while shooting hot ropes of cum into her pussy, making her whine and triggering her own orgasm. Her walls contracted harshly around his sensitive dick, making him hiss. “Milking me dry, fuckk,” his head tossed back at the mind-blowing pleasure.

Sam pulled out and rolled over to lay next to his girlfriend. YN, still face down, was already half-asleep.

“You okay, baby? I didn’t go too hard, did I?” he gently asked, rubbing a hand over her back soothingly.

“Mm, no, it was good, really good,” she responded.

“Turn around, let me see your pretty face,” he spoke.

“Mm, tired, can’t move,” she retorted, face muffled in the pillows.

Sam chuckled as he manhandled her to lay on top of his chest, rubbing a hand through her hair as a catlike smile rested on her face with eyes closed. “You did so good for me,” he whispered, kissing the top of her head.

“You think you can wal—” he started before YN cut him off.

“No shower, I’m tired. Let me sleep, I have a very comfortable pillow right now,” she remarked, snuggling her head into his neck, inhaling his addictive scent. He shook his head as he carried her to the bathroom as she protested.

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“Fuck, I forgot the hotel key in Maddie's purse," Asa groaned, dragging a hand down his face as he and Derek stood in front of their now-useless hotel room door.

"Oh my god, dude, you're such an idiot," Derek fired back, already pulling out his phone to call their blonde friend. She, of course, didn't answer probably passed out somewhere considering how much they'd all been drinking.

"What do we do?" Asa asked, both of them now scrambling for solutions since the front desk was closed and Maddie was officially unreachable. Derek checked the time on his phone.

2:03 a.m.

They were absolutely, completely fucked.

Until Asa's eyes lit up.

"Bro—Y/N's room is four doors down. Let's just crash at hers."

Derek sighed. "We don't have a choice, but I feel bad. She literally said she wanted to sleep in because she was exhausted. You're such an ass, Asa." He pulled him into a headlock, messing up his hair.

"Hey! Precious cargo, man—hands off," Asa protested, shoving him away and smacking the back of Derek's head. The pair burst into loud, drunken laughter.

They knocked on Y/N's door.

"FUCK OFF!" came the faint, brutally irritated response from inside.

The guys giggled like idiots and knocked again.

"It's Derek and Asa! Let us in, please!" Asa called.

A moment later, the lock clicked, and the door swung open to reveal a very displeased Y/N. Her dark wavy hair spilled over her shoulders, her pouty lips full and annoyed. Both boys went silent as their gazes dropped.

She was wearing the smallest pink silk set either of them had ever seen—spaghetti-strap top, no bra, nipples hard against the thin fabric, and matching shorts that barely qualified as clothing.

"Are you two gonna keep staring, or come in? Creeps," she teased, even as her cheeks warmed from the attention.

"Can't blame us for enjoying the view," Derek muttered, earning a laugh from Asa.

Y/N flopped face-down onto her massive bed with a sigh. The boys glanced around—no couch, no spare bed.

"Why are you two even here?" she asked, rolling onto her butt and squinting at them. "Your room is literally four doors down. And it's two in the morning. You're ruining my beauty sleep."

"Asa forgot our key card in Maddie's purse," Derek explained.

"In my defense," Asa said, hands up, "I'm used to you carrying it in your purse. But Sleeping Beauty didn't wanna bless us with her presence tonight."

Y/N laughed at them, her annoyance melting away as she gazed at the two tall, flushed, clearly drunk idiots.

"Grab the glasses and the rum from the nightstand," she said, pointing lazily. "Im gonna need to be drunk to deal with your dumbasses”

Asa obeyed immediately.

She patted the bed on either side of her. The boys kicked off their shoes and jackets and settled in.

"Cheers, bitches," she said, and they took a shot together. Then several more. Music played from her tablet, filling the dim room with a warm buzz of alcohol and chaos.

"Let's play a game," Asa suggested.

"Truth or Dare," Derek added.

The liquor hit Y/N hard. She looked at them—really looked.

When the hell had they gotten so hot?

Derek with his fluffy black hair, full lips, stupidly sharp dimples, honey-brown eyes that crinkled every time he laughed.

Asa with his striking blue eyes, wavy brown hair falling perfectly around his sharp jaw, and that tight tank top showing everything.

"Earth to Y/N," Asa said, snapping in front of her face. Derek smirked.

"You were totally checking us out, weren't you?"

She blushed and threw a pillow at him. "You're so full of yourself. AS IF."

They wheezed with laughter.

"Okay, Derek. Truth or dare?" she asked.

"Truth," he said, taking another shot.

"What's your favorite kink?" Asa asked, smirking.

"Dude, just say you wanna fuck Derek and move on," Y/N giggled.

"Y/N's right—you're such a freak," Derek teased Asa.

"Pussy," Asa muttered.

"Breath play," Derek answered easily. "Or overstimulation." He winked. "That gives you something to jerk off to."

Y/N squeezed her thighs together, caught off guard by how casually he said it.

"I take it back. You're both freaks," she muttered, taking a long sip.

"Don't tell me you're into vanilla shit," Derek teased.

She leaned closer. "Wouldn't you like to find out?" she whispered before falling back giggling.

"Asa—truth or dare?" Derek asked.

"Truth."

"Weirdest place you've had sex," Y/N said.

"Ohhhhhh, look at her being freaky now," Asa teased. "A phone booth. Vegas. I was wasted. Use your imagination."

Y/N stared. "Okay but how the fuck didn't you get caught?!"

"This motherfucker had me sitting on a bench, guarding," Derek said proudly.

"So worth it," Asa added. "You're a real one, bro”

"Your turn, princess," Derek said to Y/N.

She swallowed. "Okay... what's the question?"

"How many orgasms have you had in a night?" Asa asked, absolutely shameless.

She gasped. "I swear you're actually gonna be the death of me."

"Four," she whispered.

"Damn, your boyfriend wasn't playing around," Derek joked.

She shook her head.

"Oh no. That was by myself. A guy has never made me cum."

Silence.

Shock.

Two offended men staring at her like she'd confessed a crime.

"Wait—you've had sex and NEVER orgasmed?" Asa demanded.

"The guys you've been with are embarrassing," Derek added.

"Tell me about it," she muttered. "It's like riding up a rollercoaster but never hitting the drop. I barely even bothered having sex with him. I just used to blow him."

Both boys stared at her like she'd kicked a puppy.

"How did you date that guy? You're way out of his league," Asa said.

"Seriously," Derek agreed. "How do you pull someone like her and then not do anything right?"

"I know!" she said dramatically. "And THEN he had the audacity to cheat on me. Honestly? I wasn't even mad. Good riddance, four-inch loser."

The air shifted.

Her flushed cheeks.

Their hungry eyes.

Her silk set.

Their tense posture.

"I'm gonna pee," she muttered, slipping into the bathroom. As soon as the door shut, the boys exchanged a look.

When she came back, they were staring at her—hard.

"Why are you looking at me like you're gonna eat me?" she joked.

They smiled... but it didn't reach their eyes.

"Sooo," Asa said slowly, nudging Derek, "me and Derek were thinking..."

Derek sighed but continued.

"If you want... we can make you orgasm. So you actually know what it feels like."

She laughed. Hard.

"Fuck you guys. Almost got me."

"We're not joking," Derek said, voice low. "We all know this isn't just friendly anymore."

Asa nodded. "Your choice. You'd be the one missing out."

Her thighs pressed together again. Her brain screamed danger, but the alcohol and lust drowning her senses screamed louder.

"Okay," she whispered. "But you guys can't tease me about this after."

She bit her lip.

"You can do whatever you want to me."

Before she could get another word out, she felt herself being manhandled onto Derek's lap—her breath catching in a sharp gasp as he tossed her around like she weighed nothing. His strength alone made her dizzy, but his lips capturing hers immediately stole the rest of her air.

A soft whine escaped her as he kissed her hard, his tongue slipping into her mouth with a hunger she'd never been met with before. One of his hands settled on the plush skin of her ass—the cold metal of his rings making her shiver—while the other tangled tightly in her dark hair, pulling just enough to deepen the kiss.

The way he sucked on her tongue, the way their lips slid against one another so messily, so desperately—it made her head spin. She had never felt this much passion and lust hit her all at once. They only pulled away when their lungs begged for air, both of them panting.

Derek looked completely wrecked: eyes blown wide with need, silky hair mussed from her fingers, lips glossy and red from spit. His hand still gripped her body possessively, like he wasn't done with her—not even close.

"Fuck," she whispered, dazed, drunk off one kiss.

His responding smirk sent heat straight to her core—right before she suddenly found herself shifted into Asa's lap instead.

He didn't waste a single second.

Asa crashed his lips onto hers, swallowing her surprised moan. One hand fisted in her hair, tugging lightly to tilt her head back, while his other hand slid up beneath her top. His palm cupped her breast fully, groping the soft flesh and pulling out a needy whine from deep in her chest.

Her arms wrapped instinctively around his solid frame, fingers sinking into his thick honey-brown hair. She tugged gently, earning a low, guttural groan from his throat. Their mouths moved together with a messy urgency, heat pouring through her as her hips rocked down without her even thinking about it—seeking friction, chasing relief.

Y/N's head felt fuzzy, her thighs clenching together in a desperate attempt to hide how wet she already was from just two kisses. She couldn't help it—no one could when they looked like that and touched her like they already knew every inch of her body better than she did.

She finally tore herself away from the heated kiss, lungs burning as if all the air had been ripped from them. She sat back on her knees in front of them, palms pressed against her thighs as she tried to steady her breathing. Her thick lashes lifted slowly, eyes hazy and blown-out as she looked up at the two men in front of her.

And what she saw nearly knocked the breath right back out of her.

Both of them were shrugging off their shirts and pants, tossing the fabric aside and leaving their bodies on full display.

Holy shit.

Sure, she'd seen them shirtless before when they filmed season one—but that was years ago. Derek and Asa had been in the gym religiously since then, and it showed. And not subtly.

Their arms were bigger than she remembered, muscles flexing with every small movement. Defined six-packs carved down their torsos, the dim hotel light tracing every ridge. And clearly neither of them skipped leg day—thick, powerful thighs spread comfortably as they leaned back against the headboard, watching her with dark, hungry eyes.

They looked like sin sculpted into human form, and both were focused entirely on her—like she was the only thing in the world worth looking at.

"Your turn." Derek broke the silence just as Asa smirked at Y/N, his words snapping her out of her trance. She let out a cheeky smile before hiding her face in her hands. "This is so embarrassing. I actually hate you both," she pouted, looking up at them.

Both boys exchanged knowing smirks, fully aware of how easily they could fluster the usually confident girl.

The music in the background helped soothe her nerves as La Mentira played. Asa reached for the remote and dimmed the lights—still bright enough to see clearly, but soft enough to ease her tension.

She didn't break eye contact as she hooked her thumbs into her shorts and pushed them down her legs, revealing black lace panties that hugged her ass like they were made for her. The boys' gazes dropped instantly, their expressions darkening with pure hunger.

Her fingers hesitated at the hem of her top. She swallowed, looking up at them—at the way they stared at her like she was the only thing in the room worth breathing for.

Finally, she pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it aside.

Derek and Asa shared a look.

One look.

A look that screamed: thank fuck Asa lost the key card.

And there she stood in front of them. Y/N.

In nothing but lace.

Her face was gorgeous as always, pink lips swollen from their kisses, long dark hair cascading over the smooth skin of her shoulders. Her body looked borderline criminal—plush thighs, a tiny waist, and perky double-D breasts that sat perfectly on her frame.

The boys looked absolutely gobsmacked.

Her confidence surged again. She knew she looked good. Naturally big boobs and a naturally big ass paired with the gym five days a week? Yeah—her body card was loaded. And thank god she'd done a full wax yesterday and a body-care routine before bed; her skin was soft, glowing, and smelling like a damn spa.

When her eyes flicked downward, she caught sight of both of them hard. Very hard.

Derek exhaled sharply.

"What the fuck... It should be illegal to look like you."

Asa nodded without hesitation, eyes glued to her curves.

"Why didn't we do this sooner?"

A blush crept onto the girl's face at the flattery as she crawled over to where they were sitting on the bed.

"Come here, baby," Derek said, grabbing her and flipping her onto her back as they both turned to face her, now lying on either side of her. Asa captured her lips once more while Derek moved his hand to palm a tit, his fingers rubbing small circles on her hard nipple. The touch made her moan into Asa's kiss, giving him the leverage to slip his tongue into her mouth. Derek's hands traveled lower to remove her panties, sliding a finger through her wet heat.

"Fuck, you're so wet. Bet you're glad you listened to us, babe."

The words rolled off his tongue, making her whine at the feeling of his cold rings and warm fingers prodding at her heat. He slid his finger up to rub circles on her clit as Asa finally pulled back from her mouth to catch his breath. Her moans, no longer muffled, echoed across the room, impossible to hide how good he was making her feel.

"Yeah? You like that?" Derek whispered in her ear, his fingers moving faster as he sucked on her neck, littering hickeys across her skin. Asa's hands cupped both of her full tits, the flesh spilling out of his big hands.

"You have the most perfect tits. Gonna make you feel so good," he mumbled against her chest before wrapping his lips around one of her nipples, sucking and swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud.

Derek moved his fingers to her entrance and sank one inside, marveling at how tight she felt before sliding in a second. His fingers rutted into her velvet walls, curling perfectly to hit that spot, while his thumb rubbed furious circles on her clit.

The brunette girl now sounded like a pornstar with how loud her moans had become, inflating the egos of the two men in front of her. The feeling of Derek's fingers, Asa's warm mouth sucking on her tits, their eyes never leaving her face—both of them intent on seeing just how much pleasure they could give her.

"Fuck, it feels so good. I'm so close," she forced out, barely able to speak with how consumed she was by the pleasure.

"Yeah, baby, you gonna be a good girl for me and cum all over my fingers, hmm?" he groaned in her ear, and she hummed "mmm" in response.

"Then beg for it, princess," Asa remarked, wanting to tease her as he littered open-mouthed kisses all over her body.

"Please," she mumbled.

"Come on, you can do better than that, baby," Derek egged her on, pushing her further. She was barely able to respond as Derek purposely slammed his fingers harder into her. The overwhelming pleasure had her already feeling fucked out.

As soon as he felt her walls tighten around his fingers, he pulled them out, causing her to let out a loud whine of frustration as tears welled in her eyes.

"Why did you do that? I was so close!" she whimpered at Derek, clutching his arm and looking up at him pathetically.

Asa chuckled against her and said, "Well, we did tell you to beg, and you didn't listen, so it's your punishment, baby."

"Come on, princess, why don't you try that again?" Derek teased, his fingers playing with her folds, neglecting her clit and dripping hole, just smearing around her slick and reducing her to a desperate, pathetic state.

She took a deep breath and looked up at them with teary eyes and a pout. "Please make me cum. I'll be good. I'll do anything you say or want me to do, please," she babbled, her mind spinning, wanting nothing more than to orgasm.

Both men looked pleased with her answer. Asa moved between her open legs, pulling them over his shoulders as he dove his face into her glistening heat. A loud, wanton moan escaped her lips as he ferociously sucked on her clit, his thick fingers entering her hole, stretching her out.

Derek's hands now roamed her plump breasts, his tongue licking and sucking on her sensitive nipples. The cold rings increased her pleasure as she gripped his hair with one hand, making him moan against her chest. The sensation of Asa's mouth on her heat felt addictive, and she grabbed his hair with her other hand, pushing his face further into her, making him groan as his tongue vibrated against her swollen clit.

"Mm, I'm gonna cum! Fuck, fuck, please don't stop! It feels so fucking good, ugh!" she moaned, desperate to reach her peak as Asa's mouth worked against her at a frenzied pace.

Derek looked up at her face, brushing his lips against her jaw as his hands replaced his tongue on her soft tits.

"You look so sexy like this. Cum all over his mouth, baby—you deserve it," he said, before capturing her lips with his own.

Y/N's back arched off the bed, moaning into Derek's mouth as she finally felt that coil in her stomach snap, cumming all over Asa's fingers. His tongue didn't relent, fucking her through her orgasm. Her hips drew away from his face, overwhelmed by the pleasure, tears pooling at her lashes again.

Asa finally eased up, panting to catch his breath. He looked fucking delicious—hair messy from being pulled, lips plump and red from sucking on her, the bottom half of his face glistening from her cum, pupils blown wide.

"You taste and sound so damn good... I could stay down there forever," he groaned, wiping his face with the back of his hand.

Before she could respond, Derek whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "Let me make it up to you for edging you earlier, baby." Without warning, he yanked her on top of him so she was straddling his waist. In his eyes, she looked like a fucking goddess.

"Sit on my face." His words made her heat throb, confidence and embarrassment colliding.

"Huh? What? I've never done that before... I don't wanna hurt you, I'm gonna be too heavy... and it's embarrassing." She trailed off, wanting nothing more than to let him tongue fuck her but feeling her shyness take over.

They both laughed at her words, helping her relax. Asa rubbed her lower back, urging her further up Derek's built body.

"Princess, you weigh practically nothing for me. Now shut the fuck up and be a good girl—sit on my face before I grab you myself," Derek growled, his words setting her face on fire. She shuffled her body up, hovering above him.

He rolled his eyes and pulled her down, eliciting a surprised sound from her, forcing her fully against him as she squirmed in his bruising grip, his hands digging into her hips and thighs.

He shoved his tongue inside her, her clit bumping against his nose and making her borderline scream in pleasure. Her eyes screwed shut, nails digging into the hand Asa was holding as he watched her ride Derek's face, head leaning tiredly against the headboard, enjoying the view in front of him

Y/N moaned, her heat feeling as if it were on fire, already sensitive from being edged and cumming once. "Fuck, Derek... please, slow down, it's too much," she whimpered.

"Shut up and take it," he mumbled against her before plunging his tongue back into her. The foreign feeling inside her was overwhelming, way too fucking good, as he went back and forth between that and sucking on her clit. His hands moved to grip her hips, grinding her against his face as he flattened his tongue against her heat, encouraging her to use his mouth to get herself off.

"Derek... oh my god," she whimpered, moans pouring out as her hands flew to her mouth in a desperate attempt to muffle the sounds.

Asa ripped her hands away, holding them tightly behind her back. The sting added to the pleasure Derek was already giving her.

"Don't you dare hide your noises, baby," Asa growled, glaring at her. "Look at you, grinding against Derek's face... such a desperate little slut, hmm."

His lewd words made her cry out, tears streaming down her face. Derek let out a low hum, sending vibrations directly to her clit, causing her thighs to clamp around his head.

Already on the edge, Asa's grip tightened as Derek returned to sucking on her clit, and she came again without warning.

"Oh fuck... cumming!" she moaned, her body shaking violently against Derek's lips as he looked up at her mischievously. His tongue didn't slow, much to her dismay, as every nerve in her body screamed from overstimulation.

"Please... stop... it's too much... I can't take it!" she cried, hands fighting against Asa's bruising grip, trying to wiggle her hips away from Derek's mouth. He pulled her down closer, and she nearly screamed as the relentless pleasure wracked her body.

"Stfu and take it. Give me one more, baby," Derek said before plunging his tongue inside her once more, making her beg for him to stop—well, unsuccessfully—as she fought back the moans trying to escape her mouth.

Asa placed himself behind her, rubbing harsh circles on her clit. "Be a good little whore and cum for us," he groaned in her ear.

It all felt like too much—Derek's hot tongue reaching deep inside her, moving at a fast pace, and Asa's thick fingers pressing deep circles into her clit. She came embarrassingly fast, only enlarging the egos of the two men giving her more pleasure than she'd ever experienced.

"C-cumming again," she screamed out. Thankfully, they both showed her mercy and moved away from her heat. Using the little energy she had left, she rolled off Derek's face and slumped onto the bed, panting heavily. Her hair fell over her face, streaked with the trails of her earlier tears. She looked completely fucked out.

"Sorry... give me a minute, please," she murmured, looking up at them. Their eyes softened at the sight of her wrecked state.

"You did so good for us, doll," Derek whispered in her ear, brushing her hair back and laying a comforting hand on her head, trying to soothe her. Asa joined on her other side.

"Mhm... you're so perfect. Could stay between those legs forever," he said, kissing her cheek and resting a hand on her thigh. They both let her catch her breath, fully aware of how badly they had overstimulated her and wanting to avoid breaking her this early.

Her eyes trailed over both of their bodies, the dim lighting hitting the built men just right. How had she gotten so lucky to have both of them want her? She'd been ridiculously obsessed with them from the day she met them, crushing hard—so tonight felt like something pulled straight from her wildest fantasies.

A surge of confidence rushed through her as the post-orgasm haze hit, amplifying her desire a hundredfold. She had tonight. She had them. And she wasn't going to waste the opportunity placed so perfectly in her hands.

She pushed herself up and sat between them near their knees, facing them with a dumb little smile that instantly captivated the best friends in front of her.

"Both of you, take off your boxers," she demanded.

"Okay, bossy," Asa joked, making Derek laugh. They exchanged a look as if silently debating whether they'd entertain her little dominant moment. She pouted at their defiance, leaning in with her chest out to trap them.

"You both just gave me the best orgasms I've ever had," she said. "I just wanna make you feel good too. Let me suck your dicks, please."

Smirks curled onto their faces, egos perfectly stroked by her words, and they let her have her moment. They shrugged off their boxers, their cocks springing free. She audibly gasped.

What the fuck.

Precum glistened on their tips, both of them rock hard, their cocks resting against their toned abs. They looked up at her, laughing at her visibly shocked expression.

"Cat got your tongue, baby?" Asa teased.

"I thought you wanted to make us feel good. What are you waiting for, angel?" Derek added.

She snapped out of her trance. "How are you both so big? I don't know how I'm gonna take you—it's not gonna fit. You're literally gonna fucking break me." Her words only made the two men laugh harder.

"You can take it, baby," Derek cooed.

"We'll make it fit. Don't worry, babe," Asa said.

She soaked up their sweet reassurance, silently grateful they weren't teasing her. Ignoring the flicker of fear in her stomach, she let her desire for the two unbelievably hot men outweigh everything else.

She leaned forward, grabbing both of their faces in her hands. First, she pressed a kiss to Derek's lips, making him moan as she gripped him harshly. She pulled away only to slam her mouth onto Asa's next. He responded eagerly, lips moving against hers with heat.

Pulling back, she hovered in the space between their faces, smirking. "I'm gonna ruin you both for anyone else. You're only ever gonna want me on my knees."

The dominance in her voice made both men look absolutely entranced, more than willing to let her have her moment—right before they planned to stuff her full and turn her right back into a crying mess. 

They sat thigh-to-thigh, and she planted herself between them, settling onto their legs like she owned the space. She wrapped a hand around each of their cocks. Her eyes locked onto Asa’s as she spit on him, using the slickness to grip him tight. Her hand moved unforgivingly, brushing over his tip as she stroked him at a punishing pace. Asa moaned, unable to hide how hard she had him by the throat with nothing but her hand and the sight of her body against his.

Without slowing her pace on Asa, she looked at Derek—and the way he was staring at her made her clench around nothing. She wrapped her hand around the lower half of him and leaned in, giving soft kitten licks to his tip.

“Baby,” he warned.

She only smirked—then took half of him down her throat without a hint of hesitation.

Derek moaned loud at the sudden warmth. She breathed through her nose, throat squeezing around him as her tongue moved eagerly. His groans and praise poured out of him without restraint. Her eyes watered as she forced more of him down, bobbing her head fast despite how big he felt.

“Fuck—such a good girl… take it—fuck,” Derek moaned, mind slipping under.

Asa’s soft, broken moans joined his, her hand still working him relentlessly. And she decided they deserved a little payback.

She pulled her mouth off Derek and slipped her hand from Asa, sitting up with a sweet, destructive innocence. Watching them fall apart instead of her? Delicious.

Leaning in, she pecked each of them on the lips.

“Doesn’t feel so good now, does it?” she teased.

Derek’s hand shot to her neck, grip firm. “You’re gonna be a good little slut and finish what you started.”

Asa added, voice dropping dangerously, “You might want to listen before we tie you up and fuck your face.”

Y/N leaned closer, lips inches from theirs, grin devilish.

“Joke’s on you—I’d enjoy that.”

She giggled and slid right back into place like she owned them.

Now spitting on Derek’s dick, Y/N looked up at him, holding eye contact as she tightened her palm around him and stroked him fast, pulling soft groans from him again. She then turned her attention to Asa, licking a stripe from the base to the tip of his dick before shoving as much of him into her mouth as she could manage, making him groan. She bobbed her head up and down at a punishing pace, her free hand moving to cup his balls, earning a needy whine from him.

Wet, messy sounds echoed around the room—her mouth, the slick strokes, and the delicious noises coming from both Derek and Asa mixing together like music to her ears.

“I’m so close,” Asa managed, voice strained. Y/N moved her hand from his balls and guided his hand into her hair. She pulled back just long enough to breathe and murmur, “Fuck my face if you want.”

The second she swallowed him down again, he let out a deep groan and slammed his hips forward, fucking her throat hard. Her throat tightened around him, eyes locked on his face as he used her. His pace was ruthless, grip harsh in her hair as he came with a desperate whine down her throat. Y/N swallowed everything before turning her attention back to Derek; he had to be close with how long she’d been pumping him.

She settled between his legs, releasing her hand and grabbing his wrist to guide it into her hair. “Use me. Don’t hold back—I can take it.”

Then she took him down her throat. Her desire to please them outweighed how raw her throat already felt. She swirled her tongue around him as he tugged her hair, forcing her head up and down. The roughness drew tears down her cheeks, and he still found room to tease her through her muffled moans.

“Look at you, crying on my dick—my pathetic little whore,” he rasped. His humiliating words made heat pulse between her legs as she blinked up at him through wet lashes. Her free hand cupped his balls, making him hiss before he came down her throat. His hand stilled in her hair, but she kept her harsh pace, determined to overstimulate him through the high. His noises were nothing short of delicious until he finally yanked her off by her hair.

Y/N sat back on her knees, chest heaving, spit and cum glistening on her face. She wiped it with the back of her hand. They both stared at her like she was a goddess, unable to comprehend how she’d taken them all the way down her throat so easily.

Asa, being the least wrecked after recovering from his orgasm, spoke first. “Can I just thank your piece-of-shit ex for only letting you blow him? Because what the fuck—your throat game could go on a résumé.”

Derek nodded in disbelief. “Hands down the best head I’ve ever had. Not even lying.”

Y/N blushed at the praise and winked. “Hey, don’t give him all the credit. You can thank my lack of a gag reflex.”

She took a gulp of water while letting them recover. Sitting between them, she guided their heads onto her shoulders and ran her hands through their hair. Then Asa, being the menace he was, glanced up at her with those piercing blue eyes.

“Have you ever done anal?” he asked—making her choke on her own spit. She shook her head.

“Gonna change that today,” Derek murmured, nestling his face deeper into her bare skin.

“I can try,” she offered softly. “Just… be gentle, please. I’ve heard it hurts like hell.”

Both men began trailing kisses along her body—waist to neck—drawing a soft sigh from her. Derek’s hand slid between her thighs, collecting her wetness and spreading it over her other entrance. She gasped as he prodded her ass with a finger. Asa distracted her by rubbing slow circles on her clit while Derek slipped the finger inside, making her hiss in pain.

“Shh… relax, baby. Don’t tense up,” he whispered into her ear, sending shivers through her. She forced herself to breathe, letting him stretch her out, the pain mixing with the pleasure Asa was giving her. Needy whimpers escaped as she bit her lip, trying to control the sounds.

Derek kissed her, capturing her mouth as he pushed in another finger, making her gasp against him. He bit her lips gently, then soothed the sting with his tongue before sliding it into her mouth. They battled for dominance until he won by speeding up the fingers inside her, distracting her completely.

Asa’s cold fingers gripped her jaw and turned her toward him, replacing Derek’s mouth with a deep, hungry kiss. Derek slipped a third finger into her ass and curled them just right, the pain melting into pleasure. Asa’s kiss was devastating—tongue exploring, lips demanding—leaving her breathless and wanting more.

Her vision blurred as her back suddenly arched and a loud cry tore from her.

“Feels so good—so deep—ugh—”

Pleasure crashed over her, and she came hard all over their fingers.

Y/N stared at them both looking completely fucked out as Derek lay beside her, pulling her onto him, guiding her to straddle his hips. The constant manhandling had her dripping wet, slick already smeared across his cock.

“You ready to take my dick, baby?” he murmured, kissing her cheek. She hummed in response.

She positioned herself over him and sank the tip inside, gasping at the intense stretch.

“Come on, honey… I know you can take it,” he cooed, helping her ease down.

She winced in pain as she slowly forced herself lower. Frustration bubbled up at how long it took to fit him, so she pushed down harder. A loud moan tore from her throat as the sudden fullness hit—so big she almost came from just taking him in.

Derek whimpered at how tight she clamped around him. “Someone really wants my dick, don’t you, baby?” he whispered, nuzzling against her cheek.

Y/N started a slow, steady pace, bouncing on his cock. Loud moans spilled from her as his thickness stretched her open.

“Shit, you’re so tight—squeezing my dick,” Derek hissed, hands sliding along her hips as he guided her faster.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck—too big—” she babbled.

Asa’s hand on her shoulder snapped her out of her haze. “I’m starting to feel left out. Open your legs wider, baby.”

She shivered at the cold touch of his fingers but obeyed. Asa pushed her forward, making her lean onto Derek as she stopped bouncing, raising her ass in the air. She gasped when Asa pressed his tip against her other entrance, spreading her wetness over it before pushing in, groaning under his breath.

“Oh—fuck…” Y/N moaned, eyes rolling back as Asa’s huge cock stretched her ass. Tears streamed down her face from the overwhelming fullness.

“God, you’re squeezing me so hard,” Asa winced into her ear as he bottomed out.

Before they could move, Y/N clutched both of their arms. “One second—too fucking big,” she squeaked, earning chuckles from both men.

She peered down at Derek, who gripped her waist with a lazy smile, dimples deep in his cheeks, while Asa leaned in to kiss her shoulder softly.

“You can move now,” she whispered.

They didn’t hold back for even a beat. Both men snapped their hips forward, pulling out before thrusting deep into her again. Her mind went blank.

Derek’s relentless pace mixed with Asa’s slower, deeper rhythm had her crying from the overwhelming pleasure.

“Such a perfect little whore for us, aren’t you, baby?” Derek teased, one hand wrapping around her throat as he slammed into her pussy.

“Mmh—don’t be mean…” she whined, hands braced against his shoulders.

“Aww, you gonna cry, princess? Shut the fuck up,” Asa added, voice dark. Her arousal dripped down both their cocks, only turning her on more.

Asa grabbed both of Y/N’s wrists in a bruising grip with one hand, the other wrapping around her throat to hold her upright. Porn-star moans poured out of her as the new angle let them both reach impossibly deep.

“It’s—too much—slow down—” she whined.

They sped up.

“Be a good little bitch and take it, baby,” Derek growled. One hand left her waist to rub circles over her clit, making her jolt violently in Asa’s grip.

“Stop squirming, slut, or I’ll fuck you harder,” Asa snarled against her ear, making her moan.

It was all too much. Derek’s fingers worked her clit mercilessly, his cock slamming into her cervix with brutal precision. Asa held her tight, thrusting deep into her ass. She was helpless—completely at their mercy—and the dominance only intensified the pleasure.

That white-hot feeling twisted in her stomach.

“Holy shit—cumming—cumming—” Y/N cried.

Both men pounded her harder, groaning as she squeezed around them.

“Pretty little pussy’s fucking suffocating my dick—god—” Derek moaned, head falling back in bliss.

“Give us another one, angel,” Asa demanded into her ear.

Derek’s fingers didn’t slow. Y/N jolted in Asa’s hold, trying to pull away as the pleasure overwhelmed her.

“Slow down—it’s too much—I can’t—I can’t—” she sobbed, tears streaming down her face.

The two men smirked at her pathetic, ruined state.

Y/N went limp in Asa’s arms, moaning helplessly, finally submitting completely.

“Such a good girl… letting us use your tight holes,” Derek muttered, staring at the slick dripping out of her.

Y/N couldn’t respond—too cockdrunk to form words—just moaning.

“Poor baby’s all fucked dumb. Can’t even speak, can you?” Asa cooed, tightening his hand around her neck. She nodded weakly, still whining.

“Say it. Say you’re our little whore,” Derek teased.

“Mmm… your whore…” she managed.

“Fuck—I’m so close. Gonna cum in your pussy,” Derek groaned.

“Cum with us, baby,” Asa rasped.

“I’m—cumming—please—please—please—” Y/N babbled, walls spasming violently around them.

They came together—Derek flooding her pussy with hot cum while Asa pumped thick ropes into her ass. Asa finally released his grip, letting her slump onto Derek’s chest.

All three of them lay there catching their breath. Asa pulled out of her abused hole and rolled onto the mattress beside Derek. Derek, still buried inside her, slowly slipped out as Y/N’s chest rose and fell shakily. She rested her head against his chest while he wrapped his arms around her, one hand gently patting her head.

Asa broke the silence. “That was… wow.”

Derek brushed hair from her face. “Mm. We’re definitely doing that again.”

Y/N, far more wrecked than either of them, hummed in agreement—spacey, blissed out, barely awake.

“I think you guys just shattered my standards for future sex,” she mumbled. One more round. I wanna feel your pussy too,” Asa said, already greedy as he pulled Y/N off Derek and onto his lap to straddle him.

“Wait—” Y/N tried, still too fucked out to think straight. But Asa was already sliding his tip between her swollen folds, sinking into her tight heat with a rough groan.

“Damn… feels so good,” he rasped.

Y/N’s brain shut off again, pushed far past her limit. Asa adjusted her and flipped her to face him, lying beside her while Derek rolled behind her. Derek grabbed a handful of her ass, delivering a sharp slap that echoed, making her moan loudly.

“You’re such a needy bitch… I’m gonna ruin you,” he whispered into her ear, bullying his cock into her other wet hole.

Y/N was embarrassingly close again—this angle made them both hit impossibly deep.

“God—how is your pussy still this tight after Derek just stretched you out?” Asa groaned.

Their hands roamed her body, manhandling her with ease. Derek’s firm body pressed against her back, gripping her leg up while Asa pounded her from the front, his crystal blue eyes locked on hers as he ruined her.

Moans, cries, and whimpers poured out of her like a symphony.

“You like when we fuck you like this? So helpless… at our mercy?” Derek taunted into her neck.

Y/N reached back to grip his hair, face pressed into her shoulder as she moaned, “Yes—fuck—you feel so good—please use me—”

Asa’s lips curled. His hand closed around her breast. “Such a good little bitch. Cum for us.”

Her body reacted instantly—hips twitching as she squeezed around them, cumming violently. Her whole body went limp, her cries breaking off as the orgasm drained her.

Right on cue, both men spilled inside her—Derek flooding her pussy, Asa filling her ass—thrusting through their highs as they fucked their cum into her.

“Holy shit… she passed out,” Asa muttered, gently patting Y/N’s cheek as her eyes fluttered open.

“You good, baby? We didn’t push you too hard, did we?” Derek asked softly.

Y/N exhaled, barely able to speak. “Mm… no. It was really good. I’m tired… cuddle me, please…”

Their eyes softened immediately. Derek grabbed a warm towel to clean her while Asa lifted a water bottle to her lips.

Finally, the trio collapsed on the bed—Derek on his back as Y/N draped a leg over his torso and curled into him, while Asa spooned her from behind, his arm wrapped possessively around her. 

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